In Ding Fan's eyes, the He Ming in front of him is simply a madman, and he may feel so in the eyes of many people.

When a normal person is working, even if he has a little personal matter, he will definitely focus on work in the end, and it will not be said that he suddenly wants to paint, and he will not even go to work?

Especially when He Chao talked about painting just now, the whole person seemed to change in an instant, he was silent before, but when he talked about painting, his whole person became extremely excited, and even his eyes were full of light.

It's like a homeless man who has been hungry for a long time, and suddenly sees a table of sumptuous food on the table, and his hunger is drooling.

Obviously, Ding Fan is no longer talking here, but He Chao is still muttering something about painting, but his voice is still very low, giving people the feeling that an old monk is reciting a mantra.

Ding Fan didn't say much, he looked calm, just leaned back in his chair, didn't say anything, as if he was watching a performance, until he had said enough and had no meaning to speak, then he asked, "Have you said enough?"

Even if Ding Fan has a good temper and listens to the same sentence a lot, he still feels very irritable, he reaches out and knocks twice on the table, takes out a folded painting from his pocket, opens it and puts it on the table, points to the painting on the table and says: "This is what you call a painting?" In my opinion, your painting skills seem to be average, and many things on it are not a great picture scroll at all, but this thing takes a long time, and you are not very satisfied with it, right?" This kind of thing should actually be thrown away, but in the end this thing was not thrown away, but was preserved, why is this, shouldn't a painter have the most satisfactory painting? Which one are you most satisfied with? Don't tell me that you painted those sketches? I have seen it, and the painting is just slightly better than that of a child, but the strength is very limited. ”

Speaking of painting, He Chao seemed to be particularly energetic, stretched out his head and glanced at the table, nodded and said: "This painting, I accidentally saw a little light and shadow, painted casually, I drank a little too much at the time, so I didn't care much about the painting, and then I woke up, I felt that this thing was simply garbage, and it was a shame to leave it in my hands, so I made it into a ball and discarded it at will." It's not a painting at all, it's just a scribble on a piece of paper. ”

"Then what is your relationship with Wu Dalian?" Ding Fan casually mentioned the name of the deceased, but He Chao quieted down suddenly, and a little loss flashed in his eyes.

"I don't know what you mean, what does it matter, we're colleagues, when I'm dancing on stage, she's sorting out the costumes and props in the back, and nothing else. Regarding Wu Dalian, He Chao said very casually, and it can even be said that he said it in one sentence, and he didn't seem to want to mention this person more.

Will Ding Fan tell him to get his wish so easily?

Obviously, it was impossible, but I saw Ding Fan reach out and pick up the painting on the table, slowly flip it over, point to a black dot behind the drawing paper and say: " You are not familiar with Wu Dalian, but this sketch of yours is from Wu Dalian's home, not to mention that this painting was not painted by you, just now you have admitted that this painting was painted by you after drinking, and then you painted it on a temporary basis, as for this thing, why did Wu Dalian stay in the end, maybe in her opinion, as long as it is something you painted, it is precious to her, even if it is a paper ball, she will still stay by her side. ”

He Chao slowly lowered his head, was silent for a while, and finally said slowly: "I have always had a good relationship with Wu Dalian, she has always regarded me as a younger brother, and I have always regarded her as my sister......"

When he said this, Ding Fan couldn't listen to it anymore, waved his hand and slapped it on the table, and said loudly: "You artists, don't you like to deceive yourself?

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Ding Fan angrily took the previous interrogation record in his hand, pointed to the transcript on it and said, "Look at the things recorded above, how do you feel?"

He Chao just raised his head and glanced at it, but his eyes simply swept over it, and there was no superfluous movement at all, but Hao Xiang, who was sitting on the side and making notes, stretched out his head a little curiously and looked over.

But he didn't see anything wrong with it, and finally curiously wanted to ask Ding Fan if there was anything strange.

Before he could ask, Ding Fan said directly: "Not a word." ”

"Uh......"

"What?"

He Chao and Hao Xiang didn't understand what Ding Fan meant at all, and looked at Ding Fan with puzzled expressions.

Ding Fan didn't say much, threw aside the transcript in his hand, and asked Hao Xiang: "Team Hao, you should have read the transcript after the previous interrogation, right?"

Hao Xiang nodded a little blankly, this thing was naturally seen a lot before, does this need to be said?

But he didn't understand why Ding Fan asked like this, and he was stunned on the spot when asked.

"When people repeatedly narrate a real experience, the core content will not change, but the way of narrating and the wording will be deviated or changed due to the environment at the time and the people they are facing. Ding Fan stood up, held the interrogation transcript in his hand, walked in front of He Chao, opened the interrogation transcript of the previous few times, and said to him: "Do you understand, to put it simply, you are using your memories to express what you have done before and what has happened to you, in this case, it is impossible for you to be exactly the same every time you express it, let alone be word for word!"

Ding Fan said it to this point, Hao Xiang understood the meaning even if he was stupid, and said excitedly: "Unless...... Just like a primary school student memorizing texts, these things are all memorized by him!"

"This is the time before I asked someone to make a transcript for your landlord. Ding Fan flipped through the back of a transcript and said slowly: "The same question, asked three times, each time the words and word order are very different, but the core content has not changed at all, understand?"

He Chao lowered his head and shook it gently, as if he had been struggling in his heart, and finally suddenly raised his head and said viciously: "What do you want to ask?"

Ding Fan casually put together the notes in his hand, threw them on the table, and asked with a smile: "What I want to know is very simple, that is, the relationship between you and Wu Dalian must not be as simple as sister and brother, right?"

"You have no evidence, it's all your speculation. He Chao seemed to be very calm, but his hands were tightly clasped together, and the position of the joints had turned pale because of the force.

Ding Fan sneered, stretched out his hand to lift He Chao's face, and said to him: "Sister, brother, will she ask you to paint her that kind ......of painting?

He said this very slowly, but as soon as He Chao heard this, his whole body instantly tensed, and he hurriedly said: "You are talking nonsense, she was wearing it, she was wearing a purple ...... at that time"

As he spoke, He Chao seemed to react suddenly, leaned back on the chair in horror, widened his eyes and said, "You lied to me?"

Ding Fan shook his head, turned around and returned to the table, took out a painting from the file bag, pointed to the portrait on it and said: "I didn't cheat you, isn't the person on it Wu Dalian?

"Even if I have something to do with Wu Dalian, what can I do?" He Chao's muscles twitched constantly, sometimes sneering, sometimes sadly saying: "Between us, we are everywhere."

Object, you don't care what we have to do with each other. ”

Ding Fan walked back to the edge of the chair, sat down directly and said, "If you only deal with each other, I really don't care, but there is a problem that you have to think about clearly." The premise that we can't control it is that Wu Dalian is still there, but now that she is dead, it is an unnatural death, so this matter has something to do with us now, and you are also a person who has a relationship with her, and we should investigate you. ”

"To tell you the truth, I don't believe much of what you say about the so-called subject. Ding Fan leaned back in his chair, looked coldly at He Chao not far away and said: "From the women who were with you at the beginning, to Deng Jia and Wu Dalian later, in fact, you just want to use them, and when the money in their hands is used up by you, you will kick them away mercilessly, you have done this before, but in the end you met two women who gave you a lot of headaches, one is Deng Jia, and the other is Wu Dalian, right?"

Ding Fan asked Guo Ying to learn about the personalities of Wu Dalian and Deng Jia, and what the reputation of these two people in the group was.

Guo Ying really helped a lot at this point, because these people are all under Guo Ying's hands, and after a long time, she also knows these little girls below very well, and it is much easier for Ding Fan to find out about these people.

Needless to say, Wu Dalian is definitely a stubborn and very persistent person, not only Guo Ying said this, but even her best friends who went to college with her described it like this.

In Ding Fan's opinion, it was nothing more than He Chao found that Wu Dalian had no money in his hands and wanted to find a new love, but he didn't expect that this woman was completely different from the people he met before, and he was forced to die or live, and in the end, He Chao, who was so annoyed, could only kill people.

As for Deng Jia, it is relatively simple, I heard that Deng Jia's parents are both from singing and opera, and he has been practicing some knives, guns and sticks with his parents since he was a child, and his skills are not weak, and ordinary men are not opponents.

Come to think of it, this is also the reason why, even if He Chao has been looking for someone else outside, he did not dare to break up with Deng Jia.

It's also very simple to say, if he dares to say this, I'm afraid he will be beaten, with his small body, if he dares to break up, Deng Jia can beat him with one hand and cry.

"I really can't figure it out, Wu Dalian is a good person, and he is obedient to you, don't you really know how to cherish it?" When he said this, Ding Fan's voice was a little heavy, and his eyes inadvertently saw a portrait standing in the corner of the wall, slowly walked to the portrait, reached out and picked it up, and said meaningfully: "Just for this inexplicable thing, how many people have you ruined and how many people have been harmed, in my opinion, this thing should not exist at all." ”

Ding Fan said as he said that the lighter in his hand had been lit by him, and slowly approached the painting.

Originally, it was just because the light here was a little dim, Ding Fan wanted to use a lighter to light it up, who knew that He Chao didn't think so, for fear that Ding Fan would set the painting on fire, he struggled like crazy, and shouted loudly: "Don't touch my painting, Wu Dalian, she should be damned, it's her own mistake, these women don't have a good thing, they all came for my painting, I hate them, give me back the thing." ”

When Ding Fan heard this, he directly extinguished the fire in his hand, put down the painting in his hand, his face was cold, he turned to look at He Chao, who was still struggling, and said in a cold tone: "You just killed Wu Dalian in the end for these broken paintings, right?"

He Chao saw that Ding Fan put the painting in his hand on the ground, and it seemed that he had no intention of burning it, so he gradually relaxed, but he didn't speak, only looked at everything in the interrogation room with cold eyes.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Ding Fan said directly and simply: "You think that if you don't speak, Wu Dalian's death has nothing to do with you, right? If I tell you that you left deadly evidence at the scene, would you still be so calm?"

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